[Intro]
(Hmmm)
Squad, squad, squad
(Hmmm)

[Chorus: E-Mann, JoJo, & Devo]
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib, If You're Reading This It's Too Late (Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a n***a
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a n***a while he waiting on his dinner, cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
N***a talkin' shit, put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)
Unexpected like a mixtape
Catch you at your crib, if you're reading this, it's too late
(Hmmm)
Point a choppa at a n***a
Now he runnin' like a track race (Hmmm)
Catch a n***a while he waiting on his dinner, cut his head off
Leave his ass with a full plate (Hmmm)
N***a talkin' shit, put the metal to his mouth
Now I call his ass brace face (Hmmm)

[Verse 1: Devo]
And your bitch up for grabs like a sweepstakes
I'ma eat her ass like a cheesecake (Hmmm)
[Verse 2: E-Mann]
Now we back to my place
Bust on her face, wit' my nut like a toothpaste
(Hmmm)
Straight up at his crib like it's Home Alone
Mac up to his face you would think he had a lipstick on (Hmmm)

[Verse 3: Jojo]
Price on his head, hella ice like a sled
Make a n***a freeze up like Frozone (Hmmm)

[Verse 4: Devo]
Put the chrome to a n***a dome
Now his ass stuck like he need a couple chromosomes (Hmmm)

[Verse 5: Sumo]
I'm at your door like a ding dong
I'll serve you like ping pong (Hmmm)

[Verse 6: Devo]
And your bitch say my name like I'm Mike Jones
I'ma eat her ass like some neck bones (Hmmm)

[Verse 7: Sumo]
Choppa ring like a telephone
Shoot him in his stomach, you would think a n***a belly gone (Hmmm)
[Verse 8: JoJo]
Say I rap like a sing-along
And they got it playing on they phone like a ringtone (Hmmm)

[Verse 9: E-Mann & All]
Big dick, King Kong
Take her to the crib then I put the whole team on
Hmmm
I just got some cash on the flip shit
Bought your bitch some Toms, so she's playing for the Patriots (Hmmm)

[Verse 10: Jojo]
Always first, never second, I'm a god, in the heavens
When I die, I'm a legend, on my Drake shit (Hmmm)

[Verse 10: Devo]
Pull up on yo block with a banana clip
If a n***a lackin' I'ma turn him to banana split (Hmmm)

[Verse 11: Sumo]
I ch-ch-ch-chop shit
Body up in pieces, pick it up with some chopsticks (Hmmm)

[Verse 12: Devo]
Pull up to the scene with a fat bitch
And you know I'm finna eat her ass like some catfish (Hmmm)
[Verse 13: Sumo]
I pull up like "Skrrrt!"
Peep out the window, then I had to pop shit (Hmmm)

[Verse 14: Jojo]
Like Herbo we kill shit
We gonna fuck around, crack your bitch like a base hit (Hmmm)

[Verse 15: E-Mann & All]
I could turn your bitch, my bitch
Shorty outta hand, fuck around and Ray Rice shit
Hmmm
Channel 9 pronounced him dead
Laid him under bodies like a mattress on a bed (Hmmm)

[Verse 16: JoJo]
Catch a n***a try to run, shoot him in his side
Make him do the stanky leg (Hmmm)

[Verse 16: Sumo]
If you lackin', then you dead
Face shots, push ya eyeballs back to ya head (Hmmm)

[Verse 17: Devo]
N***as think it's sweet 'til his blood shed
Now he not responding to nobody like his phone dead (Hmmm)

[Verse 18: Sumo]
I ain't even going for his head
Chest shots, leakin' out like he standing for the pledge (Hmmm)

[Verse 19: Devo]
Got a bad bitch layin' in my bed
Watching Spongebob while she gives me fantastic head (Hmmm)

[Verse 20: JoJo]
Got your girl in the back seat, sweating like an athlete
Now she on top like a bunk bed (Hmmm)

[Verse 21: E-Mann]
Guns pointed at his head
Call his ass Ebola, how a pussy n***a spread (Hmmm)

[Verse 22: E-Mann]
Four n***as got the whole world doing it
Got n***as teed up like a body on a crucifix (Hmmm)

[Verse 23: JoJo]
Me and my squad we up in this bitch
N***a talking shit, we act a fool like Ludacris (Hmmm)

[Verse 24: Devo]
With your bitch making movie clips
Slide in her crib eat her ass like tuna fish (Hmmm)

[Verse 25: Sumo]
I come through shooting shit
Bodies dropping, have a U-Haul come and move the shit (Hmmm)

[Verse 26: Sumo, Devo, JoJo, E-Mann]
Shooters acting crazy like some lunatics
Uzi spit
Fill a n***a up, his medulla split
Who is this?
N***a, we not new to this
True to this
Passing hoes to my bros
We be alley-oopin' shit
(Hmmm)

[Outro: Sumo, JoJo, & E-Mann]
Turn up, turn up (Runnin' to the money, ayy)
Running to the money
Y'all know how we comin' man (Runnin' to the money)
We be running, man, to the money man (Runnin' to the money)
Runnin' to the money, (Gang!) runnin' to the money (Turn up, turn up, turn up, huh)
Hell naw, take that shit out! Take that shit out! Yo, muscle head ass!
Brick head ass boy